The detour
You had a plan.
It made sense. It felt right.
Then something shifted.
The opportunity closed. The timing broke. The path you mapped out quietly disappeared.
Now you're somewhere you didn't expect.
And it feels like failure.
But what if it isn't?
We draw straight lines and call them destiny.
Life moves like water.
Around obstacles. Through cracks. Toward something we can't always name.
The plan was only ever a guess.
A projection based on what you knew then.
You know more now.
Maybe you're not being thrown off course.
Maybe you're being pulled toward something better.
Loosen the grip.
Trust the current.
You're not lost.
You're just not where you thought you'd be.
When plans fall apart it feels like failure. But the universe doesn't make mistakes. It makes corrections.
